Are आप bored? Despretly trying to find something on Google, but everytime आप serch something innoceont weird and gross stuff just overflows your computor screen? Well, शामिल होइए this लेखन compeition! I will सूची five बिना सोचे समझे genres and themes I pulled from a hat and all आप have to do is write a short story from a genre या theme of your choice but it has to be one of the five. The compeition will run from November 07 2011 - November 21. Voting will start from November 21 - November 31.

Genres:
1. Mystery
2. प्रशंसक Fiction (Lucky You!)
3. Sci-Fi
4. Children's
5. Drama

As I said, there random.

Themes:
1. Magic
2. Sacrifice
3. True Story
4. Childhood
5. ऐनीमे (For प्रशंसक Fiction)
Just Post Your Entry on फैन्पॉप and ur good to go!


The winner will recive 10 प्रॉप्स and 5 runners up will recive 3 props. :P

A tear ran down Jannet's pale cheek. David's footsteps echoed in the hall like a man's last words, and for Jannet, they were last words David will ever say to her. We never saw David again. Never. It's a hard word to handle when inlove.

"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him द्वारा the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have और energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.

"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.

All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one आप प्यार in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the अगला दिन will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my प्यार ...is my rival....Time has stopped to आप as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've लॉस्ट almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if आप keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... या one दिन you'll snap

I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.


'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so तत्पर, तेज, स्विफ्ट
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow आप take life's अगला test'



I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not गाना loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. या maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place

This is a song inspired द्वारा Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story पोस्टेड here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written द्वारा a friend of mine from school.

Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen एंन्जल्स always sing
Once upon a December

Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory

Broken तितलियों with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.